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Ryan pretended to calm him down by hugging him from behind. "Keep it together, Aaron. Ask them what they want first," Ryan said. When he saw Rodney playing around with Kathleen in such a filthy way, even his heart was provoked by it. "What do you want?" Ryan asked Rodney as if he didn't know what they truly want. Upon hearing Ryan's voice, Rodney stood straight again. He went behind Kathleen and wrapped his hands around her neck, making her gaze up to the camera. Kathleen began to tear up when she saw Aaron and Ryan from a tiny monitor placed beside the camera. Rodney deliberately grasped her head and rubbed her face lecherously. He was not done yet provoking the other two men in the video c

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

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I cried even harder. In my blurry vision clouded by tears, I noticed them giving me confused stares. “Is making sandwich really the problem?” Annie asked. “Yes, he made me sandwich too.” I cried even harder. Safe to say I was suffering from a sandwich PTSD now. Nice one Ryan. They exchanged confused glances and asked at the same time, “Who?" Before I could answer, Annie started talking, “Don't tell me that you are missing Connor? That would be...” But Rainie interjected and said, “She wouldn't dare miss that idiot. It's Ryan right?”

I went bright red, I just walked in on Ryan fucking some women his office table, the women who he was fucking while having her legs in the air screamed “ get the fuck out” Ryan on the other hand looked straight at me, his piercing blue eyes locked with my hazel eyes, some reason I froze, he gave me a smirk while holding this women’s hips and her legs on his shoulders and he gave a little laugh, “ are you stupid, get out” this women shouted, “ ohh ohh shit sorry, ohh I mean sugar” then I quickly ran out and shutting the door behind me .

Ryan sat in front of him on chair with a hockey stick in his hand. He is passing devilish look's to cane.. "Fuck!! What the hell are you doing with me??what is this?untie me right now" Cane screams. "Why? Are you scared baby? You are in this situation for only a minute but look at you how are you shivering with all this just think about the girls you touched. " Ryan angrily hit him in his leg. "What the fuck are you doing?don't forget you're in my cage. You can't hit me and leave me like this. Let me go bastard" Cane screams

What is going on? Ryan trembled, then immediately put on a pitiful expression and started making excuses. "Chairman, I didn't mean to burn it! "I was just smoking. Connor was showing off too much and kept waving the contract near me, so it accidentally caught fire!" His lie did not even need a draft. I was about to refute him when Lydia cut me off sharply. "Chairman, what Ryan said is true!" I stared at her in disbelief. "Connor was too arrogant after getting the contract. He looked down on everyone.

Fuck. I was flushed with passion almost instantaneously. There was a tall, thick, Dark Indian man that towered over the other two in the room. His oiled muscles bulged from every direction, and I felt myself immediately drawn to him. He introduced himself as Ryan. The man to his left looked exactly how you would imagine Ethan Hunt from Mission Impossible. He was perfect, with long flowing blond hair and piercing silver eyes. His tanned body glistened with oil beneath the lights in the room.

"Now, for our opening speech, we have one of our esteemed special students. Let's welcome Ryan Conner!" The moment his name left her lips, the hall erupted into a crescendo of excitement. Girls' voices filled the air with delighted squeals, and the energy in the room soared. My eyes darted to Julie, who seemed equally thrilled by the announcement, but I brushed it off with a nonchalant, "Whatever." Amidst the uproar, I spotted him – the boy from earlier, my mate, Ryan. He stood out in the crowd with his chiseled features framed by black hair.

In addition, Connie and Linux were there as well with the Damien and Michel family. His thoughts raced in his little head as he analyzed the strengths of his side and the opponent's side, and contemplated between playing it cool or crying in his father's arms. After a couple of seconds of silence, Ryan burst out in tears and cried painfully while he hugged Kyle's leg. "Daddy!"